After the first battle of the conference, Wang Bugui returned to the spiritual peak where the scattered cultivation was located, and it was now a depression. In the first competition, many people have been brushed off, and it can be said that almost seventy percent of the casual cultivators here have become spectators.

"Alas, during the end of the Fa period, it's not easy to do casual cultivation!"

"Yes, there is no loose cultivation at the end of the law, this sentence is really true. ”

"There is no chance or inheritance left for us, and it can't compare to those geniuses. ”

...

All the scattered cultivators were gathered in a heap, and each of them was full of emotion. Scattered cultivators are lonely, they have no friends with the same sect, and they have no power to fight back in the face of the famous and decent people who have condensed into a group. When the king came over, everyone invited him over to chat.

When I walked in, I found that Lu Hao was also listening to them, and there were some casual cultivators who had been successfully promoted. I didn't look down on them because I could advance, in fact, at this time, the scattered cultivation was also a faction.

"Big brother, you're here. Seeing that the king was not returning, Lu Hao got up and took him to sit down beside him. As soon as he said this, all the scattered cultivators focused their eyes on Wang Bugui, and they were all surprised. They have seen Lu Hao's strength with their own eyes, and even the major sects are not willing to provoke easily, the inheritor of the Overlord Halberd, an absolute genius of scattered cultivation.

"This, Brother Wang is your eldest brother?" someone asked boldly.

"Hmm!" Lu Hao replied with great firmness.

Now the casual cultivators don't understand, Wang Bugui's performance during the day can be said to have no bright spots except for the weirdness of his body. It can be said that he was able to advance because of the merit of the melee, this kind of person could actually be Lu Hao's eldest brother? It is completely unimaginable, one has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, and the other is such an ordinary monk.

"Well, it's a blessing... Since he is Lu Hao's eldest brother, presumably Brother Wang must be different from ordinary people. A Tsing Yi cultivator arched his hand, and his thoughts were the same as many people. If this person has no genius, how can he let a character like Lu Hao be called a big brother.

"Hehe, I was lucky to make the cut, I hope it will be the same next time. Wang Bugui grinned, and his words left many people speechless. Some people believe that he is really lucky, but there is some special reason that will impress Lu Hao. And some people secretly speculated in their hearts, thinking that this person's strength should be very strong, but they deliberately hid it.

Wang Bugui watched their wonderful expressions change, and then said with a smile: "You don't have to be so disappointed, you are not weaker than those famous and decent families." After all, it was they who joined forces to expel you, and if they didn't join forces, maybe they would! I think those sects were afraid of us, so they would be like this, and we all made them so afraid, so what are you worried about?"

"This..."

Many of the monks who were still lamenting their failures all raised their heads and looked at the handsome man standing in the crowd. He was scanning everyone with his hands behind his back. With his jade-like eyes, he asked all the people who were sighing.

Then, Wang Bugui said: "Therefore, we are in the poor, and it is comparable to the elites of many factions. There's no need to sigh, since the failure is irretrievable, let's take a good look at the next competition. Didn't Elder Tong also say it? There have always been outsiders who have realized the striking method because of watching the battle, and they are late bloomers. ”

"So don't sigh, but think about how you can be inspired by their battles. Maybe you will have an epiphany that has plagued you for a long time, and your achievements will be stronger than those famous and decent disciples in the future. Cultivation depends on talent and chance, but if you don't put in the effort, there will always be no good results, so think about it yourself!"

After Wang Bugui finished speaking, he beckoned Lu Hao to leave, leaving only those loose cultivators to reflect on themselves. The two of them went all the way to a cliff and took out a drink together. Lu Haohai took a sip of wine and said, "Boss, why are you telling them this?"

Wang Bugui also took a sip of wine and said, "These people are not weak, if they are knocked out of the Dao Heart like this, then there will be some good monks in my Yanhuang Cultivation Realm." Besides, those sects are bullying people, and I really can't stand it. And these people are still as they wish, how amazing they are, see how I play with them tomorrow. ”

After Lu Hao understood, he smiled and continued to drink.

"Yo, drink it, I want it too!"

"This kind of good thing is not called Ben Shangxian, it's too much!"

After a while, Yu Wude and Zhao Changge also touched it. The two of them thought it was too boring to live in a big room alone, and no one talked to them, so they chose to come to this spiritual peak. The four of them got together, drank and laughed, and didn't go down until dawn, ready to participate in the next competition.

Among the sixteen people, they faced off in pairs, and eight people were selected to advance, and the competition of Wang Bugui was in the last game. He first went to watch Zhao Changge's competition, and his opponent was a disciple of Xiaoyaomen, named Li Ping. Zhao Changge held the spear in one hand, stood in place with his eyes closed, Li Ping frowned, and summoned the magic weapon Light Wind Sword to slash forward.

I saw Zhao Changge open his eyes suddenly, holding the gun in one hand and stabbing forward, the tip of the spear facing the blade of the sword, like the tip of a needle against Maimang. Both are integrated into the road, and the first collision produces a violent explosion. Immediately afterwards, Zhao Changge broke out of the smoke and dust and killed him with a gun, Li Ping saw this and threw out a few more cyan divine lights, but they were broken by the other party one by one.

Then the light wind sword roared from behind him, and Zhao Changge dodged it with a spear, took advantage of the momentum in the air, and threw the spear violently at the highest point. Li Ping hurriedly sacrificed a green wood seal to resist, but was shot through by this spear inch by inch. The momentum was like a bamboo, forcing Li Ping to escape with a magic weapon.

However, when he just landed, he found that Zhao Changge was already waiting here, and summoned a spear to stab out a series of pear flower spears in a torrential rain. Break the protective aura on the opponent's body, and then sweep a shot, knocking him directly out of the field. Then he put away his gun and smiled at Wang Bugui.

And Lu Hao's battle ended in a moment, his opponent's realm was not as good as him, and as soon as he started the battle, he released an incomparable domineering spirit, which deeply shocked the opponent. Then, with the momentum of Wanjun, the halberd was a fierce attack, and Fang Tian's halberd bloomed with a dazzling red light, and each halberd was more fierce than the last time.

This is a halberd potential, once the momentum is formed, the attack power will increase several times, and it will almost always press the opponent to fight. A halberd is stronger than a halberd, and the opponent's body is churning with qi and blood, and the face is like gold paper. In less than six halberds, the opponent's magic weapon was beaten upside down, and then jumped into the air and slashed down with the third form of Immortal Soul Slayer, knocking the opponent out of the field.

Then there was Yu Wude, who put up a stage, and then stood in place to watch the play. His opponent is also a disciple of the Crazy Sword Sect, and he can only exert his combat effectiveness by being close to the body. But this array trapped him to the death, and there were various laws around him to attack him. If you rush forward, you will be attacked more intensely, and if you retreat, you will be suppressed.

On the left and right, there were also weapons made of various spiritual qi to kill, Yu Wude smiled lightly and swiped his hand in the air, and the magic circle was completely activated. All attacks begin to compress and advance, and the opponent is tired and lying down. Then he grinned and said, "Promise, promise!"

After Wang Bugui finished reading, he also went back to participate in the battle, and his opponent was Xiaoyaomen Yunqing, who stood with a red gourd in his hand. Many casual cultivators came to watch the battle, Lu Hao and others also came to watch the battle, and many people saw that it was the lucky boy yesterday, and they all sneered.

"There was no scuffle this time, let's see how he gets knocked out. ”

"Boy, come down, you can't beat it. ”

"Unless he can run away Yunqing's spiritual power, if he can win, I recognize him as an ancestor!"

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The discussion under this time was all optimistic about Yunqing, and Lu Hao and the others only took a fancy to stealing fun. And Yu Wude pointed to a person and said, "Hey, it's just you." I heard it just now, he wants to win, you recognize him as an ancestor, don't regret it!"

"Hey, do what you say!" The man didn't back down, but he was so happy that Yu Wude was happy.

A crisp bell rang and the battle began. I saw Yun Qing's treasure gourd emit a red match, killing the opponent. And Wang Bugui used that strange body technique to dodge, Yun Qing frowned and cast another spell, and played dozens of exercises in a row.

I saw that Wang Bugui dodged several horse exercises with a sideways somersault, and another turn in the air dodged the three horse exercises that followed, and as soon as he touched the ground, he rolled and dodged two horse drills that attacked back and forth again. But as soon as he dodged, another horse training came towards him, less than half a meter away.

Yun Qing smiled indifferently, thinking that this battle had been won. But what he didn't expect was that Wang Bugui actually knelt on his back, and his face was almost close to the horse. Yun Qing cast a spell again with a black face, but the opponent seemed to have predicted the direction of his attack, and jumped up with one hand early to dodge again.

Wang Bugui dodged hundreds of attacks back and forth like this, making Yun Qing's face as green as his name. With this consumption, his spiritual power was about to bottom out, and in a fit of anger, he used the forbidden weapon. I saw him let out a clear roar, and then cast a spell to summon a huge bluestone tablet to press forward. There is the law of the saints!

The bluestone tablet came with a powerful power, and everyone was mourning in silence for the king's return, and even those scattered cultivators sighed when they saw this.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came, and the bluestone tablet was pressed down. People shrank their heads, and they couldn't bear to look under the stone stele, so that the king was afraid that his bones were broken and his tendons were broken.

"Ah?!this, this, the king does not return?!"

A monk exclaimed in disbelief, and everyone followed his words to look at the bluestone tablet. It was discovered that Wang Bugui was not under the stele, but squatting beside the stele, and the terrible scream was not made by him. Instead, Yun Qing, who was held down by the stone stele, sent out, and the eyes of all the spectators were about to pop out.

No one saw it, but when he reacted, Yun Qing had been crushed by the bluestone tablet he had sacrificed. Then Wang Bugui touched Yun Qing's head and said, "Hey, it must be very painful, don't be so desperate next time." ”

"You, you, poof..."Yun Qing heard this, the other party actually taught himself such a lesson, but he didn't breathe, and spurted a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"This..."

Many spectators don't know what to say, this is really incredible, no one knows how Wang Bugui won. Only the geniuses of the various factions noticed that scene, and when the bluestone tablet was about to be covered, Wang Bugui ran away at a speed far beyond the speed of sound, and then kicked Yun Qing under the stone tablet.

All the geniuses who saw this scene frowned, this is clearly an immortal enemy, but they have to pretend to be weak. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, they have already marked the king of no return as a dangerous mark in their hearts, and this person should not be underestimated.

Wang Bugui walked down from the field with a smile, and Lu Hao and the others laughed to greet him, except for Yu Wude. He directly caught the person before him and said, "It's you stunned young man, call your ancestors! If you don't call it, wait for me to strip off your clothes and throw them into the group of spirit beasts in the Pure Land of Mount Tai, and then drug them to make you feel refreshed!"

When the man heard this, his face turned white. On the spot, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and called his ancestors to the king. Yu Wude said again: "Let you recognize your ancestors, it is your ancestral tomb that is smoking, why don't you quickly take good things out to honor and honor." ”

Then Yu Wude took action directly, scraped all the treasures on his body, and returned to Wang Bugui with a red face. The competition on the field also continued to come to an end, and all the monks returned to their respective spiritual peaks to rest, preparing for tomorrow's competition.

At this point in the conference, there were only a few casual cultivators on the field, and now in this kind of casual cultivation in the end of the Dharma era, there is basically no one who can compare with those existing sects Tianjiao. Lu Hao is one, but he is by no means the kind of person who is in the Yanguan Conference.

And the other Loose Cultivation King did not return, and everyone felt that he was too lucky, and he was able to survive to the third round of the competition, and today's win was simply inexplicable.